˚* ੈ✩‧₊ 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘, 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 | ❝ and now i know what they mean, he's a love machine, oh he makes me dizzy. ❞ - ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑦, ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑦 , 𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑎 [ karl jacobs x female oc ]

(she/her *some sensitive content!*) you met the dream team a while ago, and you've been great friends since. but your friendship with george, isn't your typical friendship. are you really friends? things seemed to be going well until she came along... dream team series! Enjoy the fanfiction! I'll be posting every week! Follow me on Twitter @kimnotfound2

Caught in a war L'Manburg can't win, Wilbur offers up one last thing. You.

"george what's the new subgoal going to be?" dream questioned. - "chat i'm not gonna read fanfiction as a subgoal.."

Y/N is just a fanfiction author on Wattpad writing Dream x Reader stories before her whole life is changed when Dream mentions her story in one of his streams! Note: Corona does not exist in this story! Started: September 4th, 2020 Status: Completed Word count: almost 30,000 I'll figure this out later Best Rankings: #47 fanfic (930K) #48 Life (out of 262K) #15 xreader (111K) #1 coming (coming of age) #4 age #25 Dream (out of 37.3K) #6 dreamwastaken #106 Minecraft (26.3K) #18 Sapnap #52 GeorgeNotFound #15 dreamwastakenxreader (just putting these rankings here so I don't forget!)

only leaving this up for memories. i no longer support wilbur soot. COMPLETED. a wilbur soot fanfiction written by yours truly. imagine falling in love with a stranger living on the other side of the world. - most chapters are fairly short if you're into that kinda thing. THIS WAS WRITTEN BEFORE THE CALLMECARSON DRAMA. - #1 in lunchclub tag! #5 in callmecarson tag! #2 in wilbursoot tag! #1 in tednivison tag! #5 in minecraft tag!

"I'd jump in the cadillac with you," I jokingly said. "Oh shove off," he replied as he turned away to hide his smile. u should just read the story u can click off if u happen to not like it ;)

The door opened, and you were faced with a young man about your age. He filled the whole doorframe with his height, though he was kind of lanky looking. A few brown fluffy curls stuck out from underneath his beanie, and he wore glasses, looking down at you. "Oh, you are rather tall." You said, the words slipping out of you before you could stop yourself. You clamped your mouth shut before the rest of the thought could slip out as well - he was rather fit, too. He blinked quizzically. "Um, sorry?"